It is Bihar, here brothers, father, mother, aunty, sisters and friends, all can be leaders, selected from the same family. The jokers, clowns, buffoons, scoffers, all can be. The astrologers, palmists; lathimen, goons, rowdies, all minister-in-charge. The loafers and roamers too can be. There is no talk of educated persons, but of the backwards, the most illiterate, uneducated and uncultured ones.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem